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Perhaps it was just my mood, but the inside of the house felt eerily cold, as if it were a communal cemetery.
After washing my hands, which had been in contact with Sex Bitches, until they were nice and clean, I proceeded to wash my face. Then, I began my search for Mila.
The house remained eerily quiet, almost as if it were devoid of life. Luna was still outside…
Had another dungeon anomaly occurred here as well?
If that were the case, there must be an S-Rank dungeon lurking nearby, waiting to be discovered.
If there was indeed an S-Rank dungeon lurking nearby, I knew I had to proceed with caution. Charging in recklessly would be counterproductive.
My first priority was to understand why Mila was so furious. Despite her stunning beauty, with a face that surpassed the average woman’s attractiveness fifty-eight thousand times over and a hidden charm stat of 999 bestowed by the Christine herself, there seemed to be an insurmountable issue between Mila and me.
With a sense of trepidation, I cautiously knocked on Mila’s door on the second floor.
“Mila. It’s me. Can we talk?”
There was no response. I knew she was inside, but it seemed as though she was reluctant to engage in conversation.
“Mila.”
My attempts to communicate verbally proved futile. Perhaps she would respond to a text message. Since I wasn’t blocked, I decided to give it a try.
Me: Mila, can we talk for a bit? If you don’t want me to come to your room, we can talk in my room.
[Mila]: Wait 30 minutes.
Thirty minutes… Alright.
I returned to my room, my mind filled with anticipation and anxiety. I paced back and forth, mentally preparing myself for any emotional outbursts from Mila. This was a legitimate battle to assert my dominance as her older brother.
‘I wonder what advice a person with real siblings would give me if I asked for help.’
They would probably say something along the lines of ‘Stand your ground and be firm.’ That was the only strategy I had learned, but it wasn’t as simple as it sounded.
As I tidied up my room and absentmindedly scrolled through my phone, I stumbled upon something astonishing.
[Student Council President Kyelli (SSS-Rank)]
[Mila’s panties]
What was this? I had over 5,000 photos saved. Targeting the student council president? I had no recollection of spending so much time on that. Undoubtedly, it was the doing of the previous Lucas, the original protagonist of ‘Onaaka.’
As I scrolled through the photos, I discovered that there was nothing explicitly inappropriate about the pictures of the student council president.
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However, the angles and framing of the photos were undeniably lewd.
The efforts to capture the curve of her buttocks, accentuated by tight white pants, were evident and could be seen as suggestive.
Furthermore, there were depraved deepfake porn videos featuring the student council president’s face. In another folder, numerous upskirt photos of unnamed academy girls were stored.
I was left speechless.
But what truly sent a chill down my spine were the files with my sisters’ names on them.
I felt a deep sense of unease as I realized I had to examine the contents of those files. As a family living under the same roof, there had been numerous opportunities for exploitation and violation of privacy.
However, to my relief, there were no overtly explicit or compromising candid photos. The closest I came across was a glimpse of Luna’s panties. Most of the photos were blurry, as if they had been hastily taken.
But then I noticed something disturbing.
October 1st – Mila’s red polka-dotted panties.
October 3rd – Mila’s white cotton panties, with a faint trace of her post-workout scent.
“These…”
It appeared that the photos were taken with great care, spreading out the panties to capture them since the person wearing them couldn’t be directly photographed. It was a twisted form of dedication, a testament to the lengths they went to in this game.
If I hadn’t been transmigrated into this game, I thought to myself, the ones who would have suffered the most from its setting would have been Lucas’s family—Luna and Mila.
I continued scrolling, unable to tear my eyes away. I wasn’t enjoying what I was seeing; I was merely verifying the truth with my own eyes. After all, this was the world of an adult game. What was the point of getting angry over it?
And then, unexpectedly, a message popped up on my screen.
[Congratulations! On obtaining a Skill]
[Skill <Blowjob Anywhere!>]
I was taken aback. This was something completely unexpected—a blowjob skill. It felt utterly out of place, considering the circumstances.
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Mila seemed hesitant to step into the room.
“Leave the door open,” I instructed, trying to create an atmosphere of openness and transparency, even if it meant others could overhear our conversation.
“Trash. Stop pretending to be a big brother in front of me and Luna,” Mila spat out, her voice dripping with disdain.
“I’ve told you not to talk to your big brother like that, haven’t I?” I responded, my voice tinged with a hint of frustration.
“Are you really my big brother?” Mila questioned, her words laced with doubt.
I clenched my fist, feeling a surge of anger rise within me. “Yes… I may be a piece of shit, but I’m still your big brother, for now.”
“I’ll sever that connection right now,” she declared coldly.
“I understand that I’ve done terrible things to you,” I admitted, my voice tinged with regret.
“And so what? What can you do about it now?” Mila retorted, her tone filled with bitterness.
I knew deep down that there was very little I could do to rectify the situation. Apologizing might only serve to further enrage her.
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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won’t mind if you send more stones, and plz don’t forget the gifts.)
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